Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
This was the first time Xiao Chen used the state of cycle in the Great Thousand Realms, and he immediately confused the Divine Firmament Sect’s Little Thunder Saber Feng Yu.
Feng Yu continued muttering to himself. Even now, he still could not understand how Xiao Chen managed to strike him.
Feng Yu had been overconfident. He thought that within the younger generation of the entire Grave Sea, even if he was not among the top three bladesmen, he would at least be in the top ten.
Furthermore, this was just his conservative estimate. In his heart, he felt that he was the top bladesman.
In fact, before Xiao Chen appeared, it was truly so. None of the bladesmen of the same generation in the three blessed lands could defeat Feng Yu.
The bladesmen that could defeat Feng Yu were all true inheritors of their sects. Those people were of a senior generation, so he still had time to catch up.
However, Xiao Chen was only a half-step Primal Core cultivator. Hence, Feng Yu simply could not understand.
“Fellow cultivators of the Divine Firmament Sect, are you not going to treat your senior brother’s injuries?”
Seeing the so-called Little Thunder Saber still muttering to himself irritated Xiao Chen somewhat.
He swept his gaze over to the Divine Firmament Sect disciples outside the pavilion to signal them to bring Feng Yu away.
A few people immediately flushed red. They had come to the Purple Flame Sect many times before, but this was the first time they were instructed this way by another.
“Senior Brother, let’s go.”
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The Divine Firmament Sect core disciples flew to the arena in the clouds and helped up Feng Yu.
Feng Yu startled away and stared at Xiao Chen, looking somewhat demented. “I clearly dodged it. Why did I still get struck?”
Feng Yu found this result completely unacceptable. It was even more humiliating than actual defeat.
To think that he could not understand.
Who was Feng Yu? He was the prized disciple of the Thunder Saber Xiang Tian, praised as the disciple most likely to inherit his master’s tit
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